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Hill, Grace Livingston, 1865-1947

"The Girl from Montana"

He's
everywhere, you know," with superior knowledge; "but I didn't see Him. You
can't see God."
"Why not?"
"Why, because you can't!" answered her cousin with final logic. "Say,
haven't you got any other clothes with you at all? I'd take you down with
me in the morning if you was fixed up."


CHAPTER XI
IN FLIGHT AGAIN

When Elizabeth lay down to rest that night, with Lizzie still chattering
by her side, she found that there was one source of intense pleasure in
anticipation, and that was the prospect of going to God's house to
Christian Endeavor. Now perhaps she would be able to find out what it all
had meant, and whether it were true that God took care of people and hid
them in time of trouble. She felt almost certain in her own little
experience that He had cared for her, and she wanted to be quite sure, so
that she might grasp this precious truth to her heart and keep it forever.
No one could be quite alone in the world if there was a God who cared and
loved and hid.
The aunt and the grandmother were up betimes the next morning, looking
over some meagre stores of old clothing, and there was found an old dress
which it was thought could be furbished over for Elizabeth. They were
hard-working people with little money to spare, and everything had to be
utilized; but they made a great deal of appearance, and Lizzie was proud
as a young peacock. She would not take Elizabeth to the store to face the
head man without having her fixed up according to the most approved style.


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